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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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AENORAS BEEN IN LABOR FOR AN ENTIRE day and a half. Contractions started out far apart and became closer together as the time passed. Maester Mellos had previously told Viserys that this would be a very, very long labor for her.

Dying was no longer a fear of Aenoras, actually she wished for it. She knew it was a terrible thing to wish for, and she felt awful for it. She didn't want to leave her sons or her family, she just didn't want to be alive to feel this pain. She finally understood what Aemma had been telling her for years. The only thing her mom left out about this duty was that it could make you wish for your own death.

It didn't help that she was alone. At Aenora's side was only Viserys, Mellos, and a few mid-wife's. Aenora had ordered Lydia and Emely to go be with her sons. And as for Rhaenyra, she had told Aenora she'd be back, but that was earlier in the day. It was now midnight.

Aenora was remembering the love she felt when she held her sons for the very first time. Knowing that was to come after was the only thing keeping her from giving up completely. The love for her sons was the only thing keeping her from death at that moment.

"How is she?" Aenora heard Alicents voice, just as another contraction hit her.

The Princess's eyes opened. She breathed in and out through her gritted teeth as her eyes landed on Alicent. Everyones eyes were on Aenora.

"Aenora," Alicent walked to her side. "Just breath."

Aenora could not control her anger then, let alone her tongue. As a sharp pain hit her abdomen she yelled, "Get Out!".

Alicent could swear on her own life she saw fire within Aenora's eyes as she screamed at her. Under all of that lovingness and kindness in Aenora there lie a far scarier dragon than Balerion The Black Dread. Alicent would never forget what she saw that day.

"Princess, you must push." A mid-wife said.

Viserys offered his hand to his daughter, but she only pushed it away.

Aenora refused. She could not. She had no more strength, mentally or physically. She was at her breaking point. The unbearable pain was too much. She thought it was no use, she had been doing this all day and nothing. She was beginning to thinking something was wrong with her.

"Princess-"

"No! I cannot do this anymore. The child does not want to be born, I can't bear this pain anymore! I am tired, I want to sleep." Aenora exclaimed.

She looked to her father who was utterly worried for her.

"I want my mother, but you killed her!" Aenora yelled, causing everyone to go silent.

Tears poured down Aenora's face as she continued to cry in pain. Her hands clenched onto the bed sheets. She was an absolute mess. She could literally feel her heart breaking as she was giving up.

"I am so deeply sorry, Aenora." Viserys whispered as a tear fell from his eye.

She looked at him with pain evident in her eyes. She hated her father but she missed him dearly. She missed when she was young and all he had to do was hug her to make all her pains go away.

"Father, please help me." Aenora cried out.

Viserys' shattered into pieces hearing his daughter beg for his help. He sat beside her on the bed and held her, and soon the contraction passed.

Aenora fell asleep in her fathers arms.

It had been two hours since Aenora fell asleep when Rhaenyra came back. And she did not come alone. She had brought back Daemon.

"She is asleep? Again?" Rhaenyra asked as she and Daemon walked in.

Daemon was quick to take Viserys place, moving her hair from her place and kissing he forehead. When Rhaenyra came to him it took no convincing for him to ride back to King's Landing on Caraxes. The entire way back his mind was on his wife. Rhaenyra had told him everything that had happened. The only thing he was upset about was that no one told him Aenora was with child.

"She almost gave up when a contraction hit her at midnight, but I got her to sleep." Viserys told Rhaenyra.

Daemon looked to his wife, terrified for her well being. And hearing that she wanted to give up while he was not here to be with her, hurt him.

"Poor, Nora." Rhaenyra said as she sat next to her.

It was awhile before Aenora started waking up because of pain. Everyone was tired.

Aenora began crying while she was still half asleep. She wasn't fully aware that it was a contraction, until a pressuring pain filled her stomach. Her eyes opened quickly as another cry left her lips.

She looked up to Daemon, she wanted to smile and say hello to her husband but the contraction didn't allow it.

Mellos gave a nod to Daemon to let him know it was time for her to push.

"Aenora," Daemon said.

"If you tell me to push, Daemon, I will kill you." Aenora said through her gritted teeth.

"I highly doubt you could in the state you're in," Daemon replied.

Aenora tried to laugh but the pain quickly made her cry once again.

"Aenora, push." Rhaenyra said.

"Do you people not understand that I can't?" Aenora wiped her tears. "Daemon, please. I can't."

Daemons heart hurt. He wished he could take the pain from her.

"You are a mother and a daughter. And you are my wife, you are not allowed to give up. Your sons need you, Aenora." Daemon told her. "I need you."

Aenora nodded and took his hand that he offered to her. She a looked to Rhaenyra and her father who gave her concerned looks.

Aenora used all her might to push. And by the Gods grace the head of the child was out. The mid-wives smiled at the Princess.

"One more push, Princess."

Daemon kissed Aenoras head as encouragement.

And wife a scream that could be heard by the entire castle, the babe was born. She fell back into Daemons arms and exhaled. Daemon and Rhaenyra hugged her. Daemon was utterly proud of his wife. He felt her fear and yet she still gave birth to their child.

"A girl," Mellos held the babe.

Aenora smiled to Daemon.

"A girl," she repeated to her husband.

Daemon grinned. He had wished Lydia was there so he could taunt her.

Mellos handed the little girl to Aenora and the love and happiness filled her once again. She would not forget the pain, but it was over-ruled by love.

Viserys sat at the end of the bed, smiling down to his daughter and Daemon. He could see how good they both were for one another. He could also see the loved they shared. He was extremely happy for his little princess.

"What's her name?" Viserys asked.

Aenora looked to Daemon.

"Aeva Targaryen."

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AUTHORS NOTE:
These last chapters have been rushed so my bad babes. But i'm trying to catch up in the series to get to the good shit. and also idk if this is how contractions work, but just go with it, i never gave birth. oh THANK YALL FOR 100k reads🥹

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